In fact, the two men have only been separated for a short time, but it seems like a century apart.

The breath belonging to Xiao Lingyue was sprayed on Wen Qian's neck, which made Wen Qian itch unbearably.

"Sister, you're finally here!"

Xiao Lingyue's voice seemed to bewitch Wen Qian, prompting her to turn around and hug Xiao Lingyue tightly.

Xiao Lingyue hugged Wen Qian with one hand, turned around, kicked the open door shut, and then put Wen Qian's whole person against the door.

Wen Qian felt that her heart was beating very fast, in the alternating seasons of spring and summer, when it was evening, she would feel her body temperature rise, and now this feeling was even worse, as if there were countless ants gnawing at her, so hot, so itchy.

"Sister, I miss you so much!"

As Xiao Lingyue's hoarse and heavy voice fell, Wen Qian's lips were already imprinted with Xiao Lingyue's.

Wen Qian didn't know how Xiao Ling looked at herself, but as long as she thought that Xiao Ling belonged to her, she felt inexplicably excited.

Even if he is the rumored boyfriend of other women outside, even if his girlfriend has countless fans, but so what, here, in real life, Xiao Lingyue only belongs to her Wen Qian.

Xiao Lingyue's first time was her own, Xiao Lingyue's emotions were also for herself, as well as his coquettishness, his willfulness, and his gentleness, all belonged to herself, Wen Qian felt that she was very happy to have such a Xiao Lingyue.

The two of them were like a fire, spreading at an extremely fast speed, Wen Qian was hugged by Xiao Lingyue, and after a while, she had already walked from the porch to the living room.

When Wen Qian was put down on the sofa, she saw the curtains that had not been closed, and then she patted Xiao Lingyue's back, groaned in her mouth, and motioned for Xiao Lingyue to close the curtains.

Xiao Lingyue got up, distanced himself from Wen Qian, and then looked at Wen Qian condescendingly.

His eyebrows were furrowed, because a good thing was interrupted, and when he looked up at Wen Qian, even his double eyelids were several layers more.

Wen Qian laughed, reached out and touched his hair, "Go and close the curtains first." ”

Wen Qian looked at Xiao Lingyue's reluctant expression and continued, "I belong to you tonight!"

The voice was bewildering and ambiguous.

The little wolf dog thought for a moment, and then obediently got up and went to draw the curtains.

But as soon as Xiao Lingyue left, Wen Qian's lower body suddenly poured out a little, and then Wen Qian remembered that her eldest aunt had not yet left.

But she really wanted to, because since yesterday, she wanted to prove that Xiao Lingyue belonged to her.

Because when she felt his temperature and strength, she would feel that only Xiao Ling who she owned was more complete.

Now that she couldn't even use the only way, Wen Qian suddenly felt extremely helpless, but at the same time, she was also very conscious.

Xiao Lingyue will not belong to her after all, she only has him for a short time, and she is just a passerby in his upbringing.

In the future, Xiao Lingyue will be the husband of other women, and he will also be the father of other children.

But after all, she will not be involved with a woman named Wen Qian, and even in the future, she will be a mistake made by Xiao Ling when he is less and less important, and a stain on his beautiful life.

Xiao Lingyue closed the curtains, and the whole thing pressed up again, he was eager to have Wen Qian, but just as his hand was about to take off Wen Qian's clothes, Wen Qian poured cold water on him.

"Yue Yue, I, the eldest aunt, have not left yet. ”

Xiao Lingyue felt that his instant fire was extinguished.

When he was about to get up, Wen Qian hugged his neck with both hands, making the two of them stick tighter.

"Don't leave, hug me!"

The two of them didn't know how long they had been lying like this before Wen Qian pushed Xiao Lingyue away, then sorted out her clothes, picked up the bag and shoes that had fallen on the ground, and walked towards the door.

"Where are you going?"

Wen Qian said with a smile while putting on her shoes: "Fool, we are friends, of course we met for sex, but if we can't do it now, I'll go back!"

Wen Qian said lightly, but only she understood that every time she used her friends to divide the relationship between the two, it was like that trace on her heart, which was deep and painful.

Xiao Lingyue still felt that it didn't matter if he was a friend, because his relationship with Wen Qian had not been affected at all, and it was even more harmonious than before.

But at this moment, anger was rolling in his heart.

Obviously, she was still enthusiastic just now, but in a blink of an eye, she became this cold and frosty appearance.

Xiao Ling knew that he hadn't met a few women, let alone understand women, and he couldn't guess Wen Qian's heart.

He felt very frustrated, but his anger grinded between his lips and teeth for a long time, and finally turned into a sentence, "Sister, I'm hungry, I haven't eaten yet." ”

Wen Qian stopped what she was doing, Xiao Lingyue picked up the short T that was thrown on the carpet and put it on, then walked up to Wen Qian, and continued with a little grievance: "Sister, I'm really hungry, can you cook for me?"

Wen Qian finally left after Xiao Lingyue cooked.

When leaving, Xiao Lingyue suddenly grabbed her and said, "Sister, I really miss you, I don't just want to ······."

"But I just want to do it. ”

"Today, I'm sorry, I forgot, when my aunt leaves, we'll make another appointment!"

Saying that, Wen Qian stood on tiptoe, kissed Xiao Lingyue on the lips, and turned to leave.

The sound of the door closing was very loud, Xiao Lingyue walked to the window, looked at Wen Qian's figure leaving, and his five fingers were clenched into fists.

It was already 11 o'clock when Wen Qian got home, and as usual, she finished freshening up and began to draw.

Wen Qian sometimes feels that her life is very boring, if it weren't for Xiao Lingyue's intrusion, she doesn't know how long she will live such a dead and silent life.

After handing in the manuscript, Wen Qian began to draw Xiao Lingyue's illustrations again.

Today's painting is half of the painting that has been painted before, and it is a painting of Xiao Lingyue dancing.

When Xiao Ling wore the clothes, she wore a black silk shirt to respect your style at the door of her house when she was wearing a black silk shirt.

Hair slightly curly, hanging headset.

Wen Qian drew the picture well, with Xiao Lingyue's super words, and as soon as it was sent, many fans began to forward and like.

Wen Qian really didn't expect Xiao Lingyue's popularity to be so good.

Her tuba has been open for five or six years, and there are only tens of thousands of fans.

But this trumpet registered specifically for Xiao Lingyue, she posted pictures related to Xiao Lingyue, counting today's sixth, I didn't expect that the fans have risen to hundreds of thousands.

Just when Wen Qian sighed, suddenly her tuba was reminded by a message.

Wen Qian thought it was a fan asking a question, but she didn't expect to click on it, but it was a hint of a new fan, she clicked on it and saw that the new fan turned out to be Xiao Lingyue.